Sidony is comfortable herself, relaxed as she lets herself settle in the bed. Yes, she's a little warm and she knows that she will be craving a bath sooner rather than later, but she is content with the feeling of bubbling bliss settling into a rather pleasant ache.

The question does make her pause, eyes flickering open before she lifts her head to look at Athessa. It's clearly not a question that might lead to some grand romantic confession - that is not what the two of them are and Sidony is more than happy with that as it stands - but it's something.

"More than happy, if you're concerned," she frowns, lifting herself up a little. "Aren't you?"